Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Alyssa Delbert squeezed her eyes.

Enoch James shut his mouth immediately.

“It’s not easy for me to make it back here. We should be in a celebratory mood.” George James used the chopsticks to pick up some food, “Dad, this is your favourite braised steak, and mum, this is your favourite fried water bamboo. Bro, this is your favourite braised eggplant.”

“Thanks, son.” Alyssa was full of smiles and it was the kind of smile that came from her heart, all because of her son. She didn’t try to fake a smile like when she was apologizing just now.

“It’s rare for us to gather around like today. Let’s toast to each other.” Alyssa went to fetch a bottle of wine.

When she was pouring alcohol for Stanford, she said, “I was always wrong in the past. Please don’t be bothered by my silliness.”

“Mum, Stanford’s injuries on his leg is still not recovered yet. I don’t think he can drink, can he?” George removed his Stanford James’ glass and reaffirmed himself, “I don’t think you should drink.”

Alyssa’s expression seemed to freeze as she barked at her son, “How can you be so impolite now? This is a glassful for your brother.”

“He’s hurt.” George looked at Alyssa and repeated.

Alyssa stared at his son and secretly cursed at him: This moron!

However, she maintained the smile on her face as she said reluctantly, “…Then let’s not make him drink.”

George raised the glass of wine that Alyssa had just filled for him and said, “It’s a waste if no one is drinking this. I’ll be polishing it off.”

As he said that, he wanted to pour the contents into his mouth, but Alyssa suddenly stopped him.

“George!”

George asked with confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“No—nothing.” Alyssa took his glass away and said, “Since your brother’s not drinking, then you shouldn’t drink too.”

George was dumbfounded upon hearing that, “Isn’t it a waste to not drink it since you’ve already poured a glass?”

Alyssa said with a smile, “It’s not decent for you to drink alone. We will call this off.”

Then, she took the wine away.

George continued to stare at Alyssa as he couldn’t figure out what was going on. However, Stanford who remained silent all the time seemed to have caught on to something.

Was it possible that there’s something mixed in with the wine? Or else, she wouldn’t have stopped George from drinking it.

he felt his heart enveloped

sincerity, and she wasn’t really planning

cooking up this

not to

he was still holding on to the thought that the wine was a

her place by the dining table, “It’s been too

a little emotional too, “You’re right, I can’t even remember the last time we were gathered like

and it was a forgone day that he had

guys enjoy.” After saying that, Stanford rolled his wheelchair and left the dining table. He didn’t dare to touch any of the

and apologized, and it was not easy to gather everyone like this. Are you really going to

that he doesn’t want to eat. Stanford said that he has eaten dinner just a moment ago.” Alyssa hastily got up and stroked Enoch’s back in an attempt to calm him

expression and thought that his father was indeed angry. How could this be interpreted as

right at this moment. They were all here to make peace with each

stood up too and announced, “I am not

his chopsticks and rolled himself

her heart, thinking that Enoch was being too impatient and lost

room and idle. I will send you

show any sign

room was never neat or tidy, and

sheepishly as he fumbled around and tossed all

turned to look at Stanford, “I think dad has been in bed for too long. He is a little twisted now,

true colours of his father, and he had long lost hope and

mind one

should start looking for a girlfriend.”

like a shy, big guy, “About that, I

bed and looked at Stanford seriously, “I can see that Simona really loves you. It’s a pity that the two of you couldn’t last until the

suppress a turmoil of emotion

your preference. In fact, I didn’t know at all. She probably thought that since we grew up together since our childhood days,

thirsty. Go get me some

George complied.

up to leave the

initially calm-looking face revealed an agonized look. He clutched his chest as a

knew that

he was

eyes, wanting to hide

was about to send it in